Eartha Kitt and Marilyn Monroe
I’m stumbling through writing a novel that I don’t really feel satisfied with. Solutions are coming to me, and I like the idea of the WiP very well, but my execution is kind of lacking. Which is meaningful only as background to this post, in that I’m not very happy with what I’m writing.
In order to combat that dull dissatisfaction, I’m starting to work on a second project simultaneously: the first book of an epic fantasy. I’ve read so much of the stuff that it’s pretty shocking to me that never have I really written any. Possibly because it’s the sort of thing to benefit from planning, and I’m not much of a planner? Possibly because I like books in neat little packages, and epic fantasy implies, nay requires, multiple books and often dangling loose ends to link possible sequels and expansions too.
Whatever the case, I’m going to finally take the plunge: simple heroes who become great, high stakes for the world, tricky villains, fantastical settings, gods and monsters, all that rot. The setting will most definitely not be default Late Medieval Northern European; the characters will not be burly dudes and sexy dames; there will not be a badass with two swords, or one sword, or a spear—whatever the weapon, it doesn’t matter because he (almost always he) can kill anything! But nope, he won’t be showing up. (Probably. I may be lying about that. I’m still very early in this thing, after all).
More details once it gets a little bit, you know, written.